Mocha
(aka Mocha Joe)
I don't really believe in accidents...but if I did, Mocha was a biggie.  I have been known to bring home some pretty pitiful goats from the sale barn that just seemed to have potential.  Mocha is one of those goats.  When I went to the auction that day, there in the midst of all the other goats was this blue-eyed Toggenburg that just seemed to be a sweetie.  There was a man in the pen with the goats, and I asked him if the Togg was a doe...he confirmed that it was.

Despite the fact that I really do not want horns in my herd, I couldn't resist this beautiful blue eyed girl.  I won the auction for $39, paid the fee, and went around to pick up the goat.  As soon as I got my hands on "her" I realized that I'd made a huge mistake.  She was a he, and he was a wether!  I had spent $39 on something that was worthless to me.

I brought him home and did the usual routine I do with these pitifully sickly goats that I get at the sale.  He got a good exam, hoof trimming, worming, vaccinations, coccidia treatment, and because he had a snotty nose, he was put on a 5 day antibiotic regemin.  He was fuzzy, skinny, pale, and scared to death...and I began to see his potential almost immediately.
Once he was feeling good and out of quarrantine, we began working with him.  He is the smartest goat I've ever seen!  He is now trained to carry a pack saddle, hike with us on a trail, pulls a cart, and is learning a few other tricks, including shaking hands!

He was no accident, he's a joy to work with and easier to train than some dogs that I've worked with!
What was once a skinny, fuzzy, snotty nosed mistake...is now a sleek and handsome boy that is my pride & joy.

This is how he looks today, fat, sassy, and smart as a whip!
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